Unseen Solace: A Solo Show

The boy, hidden from the world, finds solace in the quiet of his room. He sits on the floor, his back against the wall, legs spread wide. His hand moves to his crotch, rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans. He unzips his pants, his cock springing free, already hard and ready. He takes it in his hand, stroking it slowly, his eyes closed, lost in his fantasy. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his breath coming in short gasps. He leans his head back, a low moan escaping his lips as he comes, his cock pulsing in his hand, his release painting stripes on his chest.

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